Old Master Bai's eyes widened in shock.
Ms. Liu said, "I think I know why they're here. The dam at Kanwei Weir has broken, but the weir is repaired annually—not to mention that in the first year of the Great Zhen era, the court had allocated a significant amount of funding to extensively repair it, amounting to eight hundred thousand taels. How could it possibly breach this year, and with such ferocity at that?"
Old Master Bai felt cold in his limbs and opened his mouth as if to speak about the relentless rainstorm that had lasted for over half a month.
Yet Ms. Liu continued, "Even if there were heavy rains, even if there was indeed a flood, it should not have been this severe. You don't know, but at the base of Kanwei Weir, barely one-tenth of the people survived."
Old Master Bai's throat was dry as he asked, "How could Auntie know about this so clearly?"
How could I know?
Of course, by constantly having people to watch and listen!
